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Oct 2021
Long gone were the times where
we serenade with such love and promise,
the time where you prove everything to show it
in hopes of them reciprocating your calling

Now was when we give gifts, and chocolates,
along with a sea of flowery compliments
A simple "I love you." would do it,

While some prefer that comforting silence,
quiet but genuinely loving.
สœแด€ส€แด€ษดแด€/๐•Š๐•–๐•ฃ๐•–๐•Ÿ๐•’๐••๐•–.
โ€”A piece of music sung or played in the open-air, typically by a man at night under the window of his lover.

"sad that I can't see more of this tradition,"
-Br.
Brumous
Written by
Brumous  King's guillotine
(King's guillotine)   
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   SUDHANSHU KUMAR
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